It still smells like you.
I believe that I'm reminded of you in the most bittersweet ways like last night--
Jon was "playing" me like a drum, & I remembered the time you had Taylor pick an instrument for you to "play" on me.
I even smiled about it while I laid next to him.
I miss the good days--but not as much as I love these days,
& I can't thank you enough for that.
Thank GOD you let me go.
Thank GOD you forgot me.
Because if you hadn't, I wouldn't have this sweet love that I have now...even though ours was like a fairytale. We were just stupid kids.
Stupid kids in love.
& honestly smelling your scent after forgetting it for so long is nothing but absolutely sickening.
Your sweet smell sticks to my skin like the sun in the sky
it fills my breath & I remember that swoon I used to coast on between kisses & giggles we shared.
I remember waking up next to you at dawn on Petit Jean Mountain,
& walking through the streetlights of downtown.
The "before-I-die" Wall,
the sheets,
the best nights,
& the worst.
I will never forget when you broke down because you almost gave me up.
Those precious tears you shed on my chest behind the dorm where we ran through the sprinklers the night we met.
Where you became my Prince Charming in a beanie & bare-feet.
I miss you, but I don't miss him.
There's so much to what we were and yet so little.
You will always be in my heart, Jared, & even though I'm probably never in your thoughts,
I'm glad I was.
I'm glad I was your girl,
if only for a little while.
You taught me a great deal about myself,
& I know one thing,
I will always love you,
if for nothing but the nostalgia of sweet August Air rushing through our lungs on the first night & becoming stronger on the last.
Forever my Never.
Samantha Weldon 11:48AM
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